Is It?

Chapter 4

Here it was. Your first date with a new man in over 4 years. You hadn't realized how long that had really been until tonight. You really didn't know if the dating rules changed that much and were kind of getting nervous. You kept telling yourself to relax and had thrown on some music to take your mind off things as you put on the finishing touches of your makeup. You looked in the mirror checking your eyeliner and lipstick as you murmured along to Mila J. You'd blown out your hair and thrown in some curls for a little volume. You ran a hand down the off the shoulder blush chiffon short romper. The sleeves were loose but cuffed at the end. You paired it with a pair of gold hoop earrings, a gold teardrop diamond necklace and nude colored strappy heeled sandals. The sandals helped accentuate your thick shapely thighs and legs. You loved the way the color made your skin pop and almost gave you a soft glow. You nodded to yourself. Yeah, you were about to kill him tonight.

You looked at the clock to check the time you had a few minutes to spare but there was a knock at the door. Jonathan stood on the other side with a small bouquet of flowers and you had to give it to him, the man cleaned up nice. You'd only seen him in casual clothes several variations of jeans and t-shirts but it was clear that he'd put in some effort tonight. His jet-black hair was styled effortlessly but it was the silk button down and black slacks that made you give him another look.

As fine as he looked you couldn't let his head get too big.
"What'd you do? Go play in Jay's closet?" You said by way of greeting in a
teasing tone.

"Now, why you gotta start off clownin me?" He asked as you stepped to the side and let him in the apartment. He had a smile on his face and
laughed a little with his words.

You reached for the flowers and was about to say thank you when he pulled them back out of your reach and took a step into your personal space.

"Nah, these were for you but I think I'm going to leave them for you roommate. Anybody puttin up with your mouth clearly needs a thank you." He said and placing the flowers on the end table next to the couch.

"THANK YOU JONATHAN!" Came a loud voice from down the hall. Clearly, your best friend was ear hustling and was making no qualms about hiding it.

You couldn't help but laugh and Jonathan just shook his head. He hadn't met your best friend before but you had a feeling the two of them would hit it off if things progressed that far.

"Are you ready to go?" You asked picking your clutch up off the same end table. He nodded and you gave a last "Bye Nosey!" before you two headed out the door.

"I'll have to remember that she likes to listen in." He said as he helped you into the car. That was earning him brownie points. Jonathan might be more of a gentleman than you expected.

"Why is that?" You asked once he was in the car and driving off.

He let his eyes hungrily start on your thighs and slowly travel up your body before he smirked more to himself than anything. "Just food for thought." He answered.

You sucked your lips between your teeth and tried to act like that look hadn't damn near ignited your panties.

You'd asked where you were going as you drove into a part of town you were very familiar with. There was a club not too far from where you currently were that Jihoon and the guys liked to visit. In all honesty, it was in a busy part of Seoul, but that was just some drama you were not in the mood for. The last thing you wanted was to see Jihoon and have some bullshit pop off.

Jonathan just gave you a "You'll see" and see you did. There was a tiny little restaurant that he'd chosen.

Dinner was going great. Jonathan kept you laughing while allowing the conversation to steer to heavier topics to let each of you feel the other out. Not only that but he'd managed to stoke that little fire he ignited in the car. He sat adjacent to you at dinner. At first, you thought it was kind of odd, but decided to let it go. Now, you understood why he'd picked that spot. All through dinner he'd given you small touches. It started with occasionally grabbing your hand, then it moved to speaking low and directly into your ear.

He'd been close enough for his lips to almost graze it. His hand rested on the back of your chair and he would rub his thumb in slow deliberate circles in the middle of your back just above the top hem of your romper. The looks he was giving you though...Oooo wee those looks. Lawd, if he sat back and bit his lip one more time. Not to mention he'd arch his hips forward just a bit like he was offering up his lap as a seat for you.

He'd just given you another one of those looks when you decided you wanted to hear him say the words. "Why do you keep looking at me like that? Over there looking like you hungry or something."

He released a dry laugh and that smirk that you'd seen throughout the night came back. He took a sip of his drink before placing it back on the table and leaning in close again. His voice lowered an octave and put his hand back on the spot. "I know it's only date one and I'm trying my hardest not to make a complete ass of myself."

This time he allowed his lips to graze the shell of your ear. "But I can't help but think about where I want to start when you feel comfortable enough to let me in. I've thought about starting at your mouth...or maybe your breasts." He let his hand slide across your back and the
tips of his fingers rested just between the space where your arm lay against your torso. "Or if I should go straight for the honey pot."

You weren't sure when but his other hand slipped beneath the table and was trailing the outside
of your thigh. "My mind can't help but wonder when you sittin over here looking like the sun personally took time to kiss the melanin in your skin." He ended this little verbal assault with a kiss to the spot just beneath your ear. "That's all." He said and sat back like he'd done nothing to note.

You crossed your legs and gave your thighs a squeeze to try and relieve some of the ache growing there. Of course, this did nothing to help. So, you took a sip of icy water and cleared your throat. Jonathan sat back and looked smug.

That concluded dinner and you were exiting the restaurant hand in hand. Then it happened.

Of course, it did. Why not? As big as this city was, as many people there were milling about you. YOU had to run into C Jamm. You'd been laughing at something Jonathan said when you'd heard him say "Ay, man. What's up?" to someone. You followed his line of sight and saw C Jamm standing in front of you.

It wasn't that you weren't happy to see him but that you knew he was going to tell Jihoon. You wouldn't expect anything less seeing as how close the two of them were. You'd said hi, exchanged hugs and see ya laters. You were determined not to let what could happen mess up your night.

Jonathan asked if you thought anything would come of that little meeting. You told him you didn't think it'd amount to anything more than a text message or another phone call but that was it.

He was currently seeing you to the door and it was nice to have a man opening doors for you and seeing you upstairs. You didn't realize just how relaxed things with Jihoon had gotten. It wasn't out of the ordinary for you to head home without him. Now, you understood why he'd become increasingly ok with that, but it was a lesson learned.

You'd turned to give the usual 'This was nice/I had a wonderful time' end of date speech. Jonathan apparently had different plans for you. He'd pulled you close into a hug. His hands were low on your back and said,
"Remember what I told you." He then kissed that same spot he had at dinner and nipped your ear. You took a deep breath and inhaled his cologne but before you could respond he
was pulling away and walking down the hall.